| I thought I saw a man brought to life
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| He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
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| He showed me what it was to cry
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| Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
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| You don’t seem to know, don’t seem to care
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| What your heart is for
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| No, I don’t know him anymore
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| There’s nothin' where we used to lie
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| Conversation has run dry
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| That’s what’s going on
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| Nothing’s fine, I’m torn
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| Nothing’s fine, I’m torn
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| That I can’t touch, I’m torn
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| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed
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| Into something real
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| I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
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| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed
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| Into something real
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| Wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
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| You’re a little late
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| I’m already torn
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| So I guess the fortune teller’s right
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| I should have seen just what was there
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| And not some holy light
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| But you crawled beneath my veins and now
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| I don’t care, I have no luck
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| I don’t miss it all that much
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| There’s just so many things
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| That I can’t touch, I’m torn
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| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
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| Illusion never changed
|
| Into something real
|
| I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
|
| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
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| You’re a little late
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| I’m already torn
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| Torn (x??)
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| There’s nothing where he used to lie
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| My inspiration has run dry
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| And that’s what is goin' on
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| Nothin’s right, I’m torn
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| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel
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| I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
|
| Illusion never changed
|
| Into something real
|
| I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
|
| I’m all out of faith
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| This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am ashamed
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| Lying naked on the floor
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| You’re a little late
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| I’m already torn
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| Torn |